556

[Intro]
9ensokyo
Ew, twrms, you made this?
Right now you're listening to the 9ensokyo Radio
Right now you're listening to the 9ensokyo— to the 9ensokyo Radio
9ensokyo

[Chorus: yukatec]
Ayy, why she think she cool enough to vent to me? (You ain't cool enough)
Said you got them problems, don't mean shit to me (Don't mean shit)
Ha, said you got some problems, don't mean shit to me (Don't mean shit, don't mean shit)
Ha, open up that back door, that's a lick to me (That's a lick to me)
And if I get to barkin' on that bitch, she finna sit for me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Gold dust on my hands, why you think this shit ain't come for free? (This ain't free)

[Verse 1: yukatec]
Why you call this murder music? (Why you call this murder music?)
Bitch, I got this burner, know I'm finna use it (Fire)
Caught stompin' on my Timbs, hit his head, now he clueless (Now he— yeah)
Said he gettin' money, but he blueless (Yeah, he blueless)
Ayy, talkin' on my dawg, bitch, you foolish (Yeah, you foolish)
Hop off, talkin' on my dawg, you must be stupid (Bitch, you must be stupid)
Ayy, leave 'em in the air when we do it (When we do it)
"Oh my God, it's Yuka, bitch, I love her fuckin' music" (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Walk up for the gun, bitch, my gun like some gum, get to chewin' (Yeah, get to chewin')
Bitch, the kilos get to movin' (Get to movin')
Hey, turn up on the gang, get to shootin', bitch, I'm suin' (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
7.6s hit your body, now that shit is ruined
Ha, ha, yeah, this like Evil Series, bitch, I get to dumpin' (Bitch, I get to dumpin')
AK automatic, bitch, this shit, it get to fu— yeah
.556, it penetrate your body, bitch, it's fuckin', ha
Now you limp in the leg, bitch, it's numbin'
Watch your body hit the ground, you can't start runnin' (You can't run)

[Chorus: yukatec]
Ayy, why she think she cool enough to vent to me?
Said you got them problems, don't mean shit to me (Don't mean shit)
Ha, said you got some problems, don't mean shit to me (Don't mean shit)
Ha, open up that back door, that's a lick to me (Yeah)
And if I get to barkin' on that bitch, she finna sit for me
Gold dust on my hands, why you think this shit ain't come for free?

[Verse 2: Komachi Thugn]
Yeah, ain't shit comin' free (No)
Flip that bread and bring that fee (Uh-huh)
Don't even try to hit my phone if you can't buy that feat (Do not)
I be outside, I keep that fire when I be in the streets (On God)
I'm puttin' on for all my bitches, tryna see 'em eat (For real)
You be so tough up on the net, but real life hella sweet (You pussy)
I spin the block, I ain't no [?], I'm gon' go repeat (Oh yeah)
I got this pole up in my hand, I'm 'bout to break my wrist (Uh-huh)
Bitch, how you come and spin the block but every shot you missed? (You suck)
Too many guns up in my whip, I think I might enlist (Damn)
I'm Timmy Turner with this money, Touhou make a wish (Uh-huh)

[Outro: Komachi Thugn]
It's Lil Komachi, bitch, you know what the fuck goin' on
I'm still outside, still thuggin', bitch, you know that
Uh-huh